My mind racing on past altercations
Prison visiatations
Hatrad wrapped around me like braclets
My status equal to legends
My essence king born as a peasant
Lessons that when you gone you can live on in the present
Dont lecture bout knowledge the lessons of power
Its not a game got my 1st 15 of fame
Thirst for the rest of the hour
So much death from the towers
New york physically finacally shaken
Trusts and treatys is breaking
Satanic replacements in a residental matrix
Have patience but exactly why am i waiting?
Im starving stomach is empty
Evil schemes of fullfilled dreams starting to tempt me
Handle to my burner feel nice in my hands
I looked up to the O.Gs guess i learned from the wrong man
Now damn is hard to explain
Why my scars burn when it rains
My frame is that of a legend
But im stuck in ashes of weed resin
And my thoughts clouded up and hazy
Thats why the niggas on the block calling me crazy

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